"calm down y/n it's gonna be ok , relax" said loren as she rubbed my shoulders, trying to calm me down.
"i thought i wouldn't be nervous at all but w-what if i d-don't get the job o-or i freak out and say something stupid" i said taking a sip from my water.
"babe ur gonna come with me ok" said loren
it calmed me down a bit since i'm a brunette loren said usually all the girls that work their are blondes it worried me
"ok i'm just n-not gonna process this, i'm gonna get the job, i'm gonna get the job..but what if i don't get the job! or he doesn't like me!" i said freaking out even more after i tried calming myself down.
"listen! your gonna get the job ok relax , it's 5:16 am right now so go take a nice cold shower and we're gonna grab some food and coffee and your gonna go to your meeting ok relax" she said and kissed my head and left
***
"ok so loren put my outfit on my bed the shoes under ok relax ur gonna do great" i told myself before i walked out the bathroom and into the room
i threw it on and walked over to my human sized mirror to see how it looked, it was perfect.
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( not the bag she's holding )
i put on some eye liner, mascara, and foundation to cover up my freckles which i hate.
i grabbed my phone and walked out of my room, loren turned around and gasped.
"i can literally be a stylist but i love my job too much so that's a no go" said loren laughing at the end.
i laughed along with her and we left to go get breakfast, i made sure to grab my purse which held my essentials.
***
i stood in front of the building just looking it from the first floor all up to the highest which was the 20th floor, pretty high and not only that,
they say that on the very highest level of the building is where the office of the man, mr. birlem, is.
